Simpler influences. Classic style.
Think about the places we are drawn to. Our favorite restaurants, a cabin on the lake, a porch rocker.
And then there's our ongoing love affair with the American Farmhouse; screen doors, sweet honeysuckle in the air, whippoorwills; the ice shifting in your tea glass. It's sort of like comfort food, but it's stuff. Stuff that brings on fond memories or creates home in our Southern soul.
I bet I can speak for you as well when I say my pulse quickens when I drive through a quaint little town on a road trip. You look at the houses and the big white church and imagine life there 40 years ago. Step in to the corner grocery with the Colonial sign on the door, the cold AC hits you in the face and an old wood floor creaks beneath your feet. The smell of bologna and bacon mixes with the over ripe fruit and it's all you can do to resist that moon pie at the checkout.
Y'all come back now!